As you begin Hogwarts, you begin your magical life in the company of your best friend Draco, and the rest of your housemates in Slytherin.
Being a part of the Wizarding Royalty gives little concerns, but to get good grades, learn new spells, make fr...
Summary: getting to know your professors and friends is tricky, specially when you start doubting yourself
Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic)
Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia, magic! might miss some warnings
Notes: I really have BIG plans for this and I understand that is not getting enough traction, but these chapters are to set a tone, not only for the reader but her relationships, anyways, I will keep writing! I need this to write the really darkish stuff that is happening in the last years and during/after the war! muahaha you won't regret it!
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You looked like... well... a child
You looked at every place, every detail of the castle with wonder, as your prefect led you to your first class... potions
"They say professor Snape is the meanest of all teachers", you heard someone whisper, and you believed it to be true, even when you met him in the Malfoy Manor, he looked severe and mean
You had this class with the Gryffindors
You took seat between Draco and a boy you recognized as Theodore Nott, you felt your cheeks heated when you realized... he was very cute, dark brown curls, big green eyes, you giggled
"I'm Theodore Nott", he greeted, "I'm a friend of Draco"
"(y/n) Basilik", you said back, "me too", you giggled, and Draco nudged you, a tall, dark haired man burst into the room walking rapidly, using his wand to close all windows and the door behind him, his eyes found you in a second. He was Professor Severus Snape
"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to enjoy the subtle science and exact art that is potion making. However, for those select few...", he looked at both of you, with a less severe look, "who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death...", he kept looking on to find Potter writing without paying attention to him, "then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not...pay...attention", he stopped in front of him, only after his friend nudge him is that he looked up
"Mr. Potter. Our...new...celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?", he mumbled, but didn't answer, "You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?"
"I don't know, Sir", he answered shyly, and you were thankful that you weren't him because you couldn't have answered either
"And what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?"
"I don't know, Sir", Draco looked at you smugly, you smiled back
"Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything, is it, Mr. Potter?"
